The low, long, and endless sound of snails resounded throughout the ancient town, inexplicably bringing a rich, tense sense of solemnity to the chaotic seaside town.
The intersection of Xiaosanfang on Tongyu Street was bustling with people just a moment ago. When the conch horn sounded, it immediately became silent. Hundreds or nearly a thousand people gathered around the intersection of Xiaosanfang and rushed to watch.
The flow of people over there involuntarily crowded towards the other two intersections, as if they were afraid of blocking someone's way, and people were panic-stricken.
Not long after, I saw a black and bright silver cloud roaring on the spacious market road. Everyone's pupils shrank and they stared at it. Only then did they realize that it was not a cloud at all, but a broad and majestic cloud.
's flag.
Each of these flags is several meters long. The flags are wide and made of black brocade. They are engraved with complex bright silver patterns. Those patterns are combined to form vivid and lifelike monsters. They actually show their teeth and claws, and their faces are ferocious. The embroidery is messy.
On top of the black brocade flag.
In fact, every Tianzong force has this kind of symbolic ceremonial flag. They will embroider the totems belonging to their own sect on the flags, but most of them will be placed near the various confidential territories of the Tianzong station.
In order to show his identity as the owner of Cave Heaven Paradise.
To put it bluntly, the flag is something that is placed at home as a totem symbol. Of course, sometimes it is carried out in order to show status when participating in major events, but most of the time it is placed at home, and like the Holy Demon Castle
In this way, after all, there are only a few people who line up with ceremonial guards as soon as they go out, show off their appearance, show off their power, and walk through the market in a swagger.
It’s not for anything else, just because it’s too loud. To put it bluntly, it’s too conspicuous and makes people laugh easily.
Really accomplished people and masters will disdain such gimmicks.
But the Holy Demon Castle is not the same. It must show its unique status and show its due momentum, so as soon as this guard of honor appears, even if you don't know who the visitor is, you can guess it.
Not only that, as snails, horns, horns, and ceremonies appeared one after another, loud slogans rang out on the East Street.
"The holy demon is above, all cultivators surrender, and when the gods come out, the world will be unified..."
The extremely disgusting slogans came from afar, causing Feng Jueyu to stagger, and black lines appeared all over his head.
Is this a narcissist?
Feng Jueyu looked into the distance blankly, unable to laugh or cry for a moment. He couldn't help but think of a scene from a TV series he had watched on Earth in his previous life. At that time, it also showed the leader of a martial arts sect being flattered by others.
Flattering people like crazy, always riding in eight-carriage sedans when going out, shouting in front of and behind them, hunting with flags, and these indispensable slogans, such as boundless power and so on, but in the end, the protagonist who represents justice will be beaten to shit and throw away his helmet.
First.
I didn't expect Ji Jialu to be such an unreliable narcissist.
There is no one left in Qionghai Ancient Town. How could such a guy get up?
Just as I was thinking about it, the honor guard finally drove from East Street into Xiaosanfang of Tongyu Street. From a distance, at the head were two columns of demons and ghosts holding up part of the black brocade totem flags. There were as many as hundreds of people. Those black brocade flags.
It is fluttering in the wind, so majestic.
But besides the flag team, there are ceremonial guards such as pumpkins, axes, harpoons, horns, and snake spears. Those holding these utensils high are little demons wearing leather armor and dressed in unusual ways.
Further on, things became more and more exciting. I saw two huge iron-scaled copper toads, as tall as two stories tall, pulling a huge cart and jumping among the team. The ground shook.
It trembles every two seconds, and the cart is also quite luxurious. All the lifting rails are made of polished purple jade, and the platform is paved with dragon crystal stone, with a thick layer of yellow leather pattern on it.
The blankets and clear frost and rain gauze curtains are hung around the carriage, which can withstand the scorching heat and cold. They are also transparent and dance with the wind, just like a royal concubine leaving the palace.
There is a golden dragon coiled on the roof of the car, and the car cover is carved from Dahua copper, a very precious, extravagant, luxurious, but very limited use mineral. It is also engraved with several kinds of talismans, probably not many and of limited use.
It looks like it's just for decoration and has no use for fighting at all.
While driving the carriage, there was a large round armchair with extravagant carvings on it. On the left armrest there was a golden dragon circling the sun, on the right there was a unicorn holding the moon, and on the backrest was a ferocious demon face.
In short, Feng Jueyu, who has traveled through the world of disorder and even met the two leaders of the Holy Star Alliance, has never seen such an extravagant and luxurious battle. It seems that Ji Garu is really narcissistic.
After driving out the chariot, there is still the ceremony of black brocade flags, golden melons, axes and axes, but after that, there are thousands of practitioners bustling with each other, among which there are many demons, monsters and people. Although it seems chaotic, the momentum is full.
, all the way along, it was full of majesty and domineering, and people watching and standing on both sides did not dare to come forward.
At this moment, sitting on the big round chair of the car was an old man with a beard and a beard. This man's hair and beard were all gray, and his face was covered with dense wrinkles like the texture of tree bark, and among the wrinkles
Underneath, he seemed to have put on makeup, red and green to create tattoos, making him look like a big painted face.
This person is none other than the famous Lord of the Holy Demon Castle, Ji Garu.
Moreover, on both sides of the carriage, there were several practitioners who were dressed in a slightly noble manner and were quite powerful and powerful. After a rough look, it was found that these people were all wearing various crowns of purple, silver, blue, and green.
There were quite a few people, probably seven or eight, who should be the upper echelons of the Holy Demon Castle.
Feng Jueyu had excellent eyesight, and he saw the old man with a painted face sitting on the cart from a distance. He must be Ji Jialu. Why?
The reason is simple.
Like son, like father.
Thinking of the green-haired members of Shamat who Feng Jueyu knew in his previous life, and then looking at Ji Jialu with a colorful face, Feng Jueyu knew that if they were not father and son, they would definitely not be able to pee in the same pot.
go.
What you sow will bear what you sow.
Feng Jueyu was speechless. When he thought of having a dispute with such a person, he couldn't afford to lose him. Fortunately, no one in Qionghai Ancient Town recognized him, otherwise, it would definitely become news.
Standing still and watching, the ceremonial group from the Holy Demon Castle drove majestically to the entrance of Tongyu Street, but their way was blocked by a mountain of corpses piled up by hundreds of mummies.
The guard of honor who was walking in front didn't know what to do, so he stopped. However, several senior officials who were following the car saw that the team had stopped and stopped moving. They immediately walked over and saw the mountain of corpses blocking the road in front of them, and they were dead.
They were all members of the Great Sage Ren. They were immediately furious and cursed: "What a waste."
As he spoke, the man returned to the car, bowed and reported: "Lord Shentian, the mountain of corpses is blocking the road ahead. Please wait for a moment."
Ji Jialu, Lord Shentian, who was sitting in the cart, had an impatient look on his big, colorful face, and said anxiously: "It's about to be eliminated. I don't know what happened to Tu'er. Hurry up and send someone to take a look."
The people below dare not tell the truth to Ji Jialu about the news of Ji Tu's death, because everyone knows that Lord Shen Tian has always been moody. If he knew that his beloved son was beaten to death in the street, that would be a big deal.
It's deadly.
Therefore, Jitu's followers deliberately concealed the news when they went back to report the news. They only said that Jitu was fighting with someone, and the other party seemed to be very powerful. They were afraid that Jitu would suffer a loss, so they came back to report the news. As for the final scene, Lord Shentian came to see
If their son died tragically, it was none of their business, and if the murderer was present, Master Shentian's anger would definitely be directed at the murderer, so they could save their lives.
It was precisely because of this little thought that Ji Jialu came with a big show of honor, but he suddenly didn't realize that he had lost his beloved son.
The man took the order and quickly sent people to clear out the mountain of corpses piled at the entrance of Tongyu Street. At this time, the honor guard in front walked slowly. They were about to reach the place, so the slogans naturally had to be louder, otherwise they would be more expressive.
Master Tian's identity, so the kids yelled with all their strength, and there was no place in Qionghai Ancient Town where they couldn't hear it.
When they arrived at the street entrance, the ceremonial guards in front dispersed in an extremely orderly manner and immediately surrounded the intersection of Xiaosanfang on Tongyu Street. Then the Jingua Ax Yue team lined up and stood in a circle before driving out the huge car behind them.
After letting in, the two iron-scaled copper toads jumped left and right, and the cart was suspended in the air majestically, without even trembling.
However, at this time, the people from the Holy Demon Castle surrounding the street discovered a corpse lying on the ground. Why did it look so much like Mr. Qingzhuo, the young master of Ji Tu?
However, since the blood beetles were almost chewing up Ji Tu's body, I couldn't be sure for a while, let alone talk nonsense. If I made a mistake, the end would be very miserable.
The team moved forward, and Master Ji finally made his grand appearance. He opened a corner of the curtain, and soon a skinny old man came over. Master Shentian whispered a few words, and the old man nodded repeatedly, and soon ran over and entered the street.
When he took a look, he suddenly discovered that only Ji Tu, who had green hair, was lifeless. His back suddenly trembled with fright, and he scurried back to report the news.
After a while...
"What did you say? Tu'er is dead?" A voice exclaimed in the car, and immediately Lord Shentian flew out with a bang.
He was tall and strong, with bulging muscles all over his body. At first glance, he was not an easy man to get along with. In addition, the unprecedented Qiankun aura released from his body made all the practitioners in the street feel short of breath, and their shoulders were like carrying mountains.
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But Ji Jialu paid no attention to anyone. His big bull-like eyes saw the body on the ground. To be honest, he didn't necessarily know that the chewed-up guy was his son at this moment, but the man with the full head
His green hair is the only scorpion daddy in the entire Jiujie Mountain, and it must be him.
Ji Jialu felt as if he was struck by lightning. He paused for a long time and suddenly howled, making everyone shrink their necks in fright.